Home, Sweet Home!

Home Sweet Home!

Rather a quick post as I’m high as a kite on morphine after the operation. I only just got back. Probably shouldn’t be spaced out and in charge of a keyboard, might be dangerous! I just wanted to say thanks to everyone for their lovely messages and their kindness.

When I walked in the door I found this waiting for me:

Aw…

My parents bought me a rubber ring to sit on, rich tea biscuits, shortbread, marshmallows, two bottles of wine, a mega packet of crisps and a beautiful bunch of tulips. Horace’s parents made me a really sweet chocolate easter cake complete with chocolate bunny and mini eggs. Last but not least I won ParcelHero’s Easter competition which consists of 423 (precisely!) easter eggs, and they arrived today too. I feel spoilt rotten and very blessed today. I’ve had phone calls and messages of support and I’m so touched. Thanks Muriel for calling that was so sweet of you!

The easter bunny has been very busy laying eggs! Don’t ask me how that works because biologically speaking, i don’t have a clue.

Right, I’m off to watch crap telly and feel floatylight. I’m not looking forward to the heavy painkillers wearing off, but it’s gonna happen some time.

The nurses and the surgeon today, all looked after me so well today. NHS you are simply wonderful. Thank you.

When I get drunk I always do the ‘I love you, you’re my best friend’ thing. So this is me slurring ‘I love you, you’re my best friends!’ at you all in a daft kind of way, even though I’ve not met a lot of you, I feel like I know you regardless. You’re all such stars and brighten my life in more ways than you know. x

* I’m writing this bit of the post a couple of hours after publishing the original one that got emailed out. This post is what I call ‘Drogging’ rather than ‘Blogging’. Basically it’s drugged up blogging. Please feel free to snigger.